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    She shut the car door and left with Jayden.


    Peyton ran a hand through his hair. “Why would I regret it? She’s clueless. I don’t want a foolish woman as my wife.”


    Later that night, after showering and getting ready for bed, he noticed a new message from Aileen.


    “Hi, I need toe clean. It wasn’t my friend who wanted your number—it was me. Would you kindly provide me with Clive Yates’ number?”


    Peyton frowned. Her message was stiff and formal, almost painfully dull. He believed Clive would never go for someone this boring. After a moment, he typed back, “I’ll let your dad know you’re out here flirting with guys.”


    A few secondster, Aileen replied with a confused emoji.


    Peyton had no intention of replying further. He tossed his phone aside and settled in for the night.


    Just then, a new one popped up from Aileen.


    Curiosity got the best of him. He picked up his phone.


    Aileen replied, “Whatever. You’re nowhere near as good-looking and kind as Clive.”


    Peyton stared at the screen, his jaw tightening. She really had the nerve to say he wasn’t as good-looking as Clive?


    Silence followed. Aileen didn’t send another message. He waited, got bored, and tossed his phone away again.


    A few minutester, still wide awake, he sighed, grabbed his phone, and texted Jayden instead.


    Peyton texted, “Be honest. Who’s more handsome, Clive or me?”


    Jayden took a moment before replying, “Well, if Aileen thinks Clive is the handsome one, then I guess that settles it.”


    Peyton’s anger was palpable in the room. Jayden had no intention whatsoever of offeringfort to him!


    At that moment, Elyse sat at her vanity, meticulously applying her skincare products. Hearing Jayden’sughter floating through the air, she nced up curiously. “What’s so funny?”


    “I’mughing at Peyton,” Jayden said. “He clearly regrets his choice, but he’s still putting on a brave face in front of me.”


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    Elyse’s lips curved into a smile. “I think he really has a good impression of Aileen. When we left today, he didn’t spare Clive a single nce.”


    “I told you Aileen is exactly his type,” Jayden said. “But he refuses to admit it. He keeps insisting he prefers smart, mature women.”


    “Why won’t he admit he likes Aileen?” Elyse asked. “I think she’s utterly charming.”


    Jayden smiled knowingly. “Because he is somewhat vulgar, and he won’t admit it.”


    Elyse tilted her head, confusion written across her face.


    Jayden rose from his seat, crossed the room to Elyse, and hovered near her. “Are you finished?”


    She nodded. “Yes, I’m finished. Why do you ask?”


    He swept her up into his arms. “No more questions. It’s my time now. Just cooperate.”


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